He kisses him again, to forget that he's sad, and it's working. He licks into Kavinsky's mouth, and he tugs his shirt off, so he's just in his trousers, his erection almost obnoxiously obvious.
He blinks, heavily.
"I want you to tie me up," he says. He doesn't usually let guys do this. Unless he knows he owns them, like he knows he owns K.
Kavinsky lifts his eyebrows at that but a grin creeps across his face. "Alright, sweetheart. I got shit upstairs." He pauses, then adds, "Or I can get real creative with this shirt."
He's not above tearing it into shreds and tying Nick up like that. It's not like he's hurting for a wardrobe.
He gets up, shifting his weight off Kavinsky's lap slowly, and then makes his way up the stairs to where he knows K's bedroom is. His trousers are low and tight, but they loosen as he opens them on the way up.
If he's getting tied up, he's definitely doing it while nude.
Kavinsky follows Nick up and, as soon as they're in his room, he grabs Nick by his pants and pulls him close for another kiss. He pushes at them and at whatever Nick's wearing beneath, far more interested in having him naked. Kavinsky turns his head and slides his mouth over Nick's throat, letting his teeth graze his pulse.
He pushes Nick toward the bed and stays close against him, slowing just to make sure they don't kill themselves falling.
He gets rid of the rest of his clothes, and gets up on the bed, kneeling so his legs are spread and his hands are on his thighs. His eyes are darker than usual, his cock already half-risen from the curls at the base. He looks like some kind of demon; but one of the beautiful ones, impossible not to look at.
Nick lifts his chin just a little bit. "Like this?"
Kavinsky can't ignore the heat that throbs through him as he looks Nick over. Fuck.
"Hands behind your back," he says after a moment of just appreciating the view. Kavinsky moves closer to the bed and pulls a box out from beneath it. There's all kinds of things in there, restraints included. He goes for the black silk rope, thinking Nick will look good in it and that it's stronger than it looks.
Besides, he can one for a gag, too, if he wants. But he likes listening to Nick, so maybe not.
Kavinsky eases onto the bed behind Nick and guides his hands if he needs to before he starts wrapping his wrists, tying them together with some wicked knots.
He obeys without a fuss, moving his hands behind his back and crossing his wrists, and he bows his head as Kavinsky ties his hands together. He tests the knots, pulling his hands apart, and when he's sure that he won't be able to break it, he nods his head.
He doesn't normally like to have his hands tied. Witches can't do magic without use of their hands - that's the first thing that witch hunters go for. Hands, and mouths.
But Nick trusts Kavinsky. He wouldn't hurt him. He wouldn't turn him over to witch hunters.
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He blinks, heavily.
"I want you to tie me up," he says. He doesn't usually let guys do this. Unless he knows he owns them, like he knows he owns K.
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He's not above tearing it into shreds and tying Nick up like that. It's not like he's hurting for a wardrobe.
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If he's getting tied up, he's definitely doing it while nude.
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He pushes Nick toward the bed and stays close against him, slowing just to make sure they don't kill themselves falling.
"Get on the bed, gorgeous."
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Nick lifts his chin just a little bit. "Like this?"
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"Hands behind your back," he says after a moment of just appreciating the view. Kavinsky moves closer to the bed and pulls a box out from beneath it. There's all kinds of things in there, restraints included. He goes for the black silk rope, thinking Nick will look good in it and that it's stronger than it looks.
Besides, he can one for a gag, too, if he wants. But he likes listening to Nick, so maybe not.
Kavinsky eases onto the bed behind Nick and guides his hands if he needs to before he starts wrapping his wrists, tying them together with some wicked knots.
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He doesn't normally like to have his hands tied. Witches can't do magic without use of their hands - that's the first thing that witch hunters go for. Hands, and mouths.
But Nick trusts Kavinsky. He wouldn't hurt him. He wouldn't turn him over to witch hunters.